In regards to the trapping of animals, this poem comes to mind that I remember from when I was in high school. To A Fur by F. F. Van de Water The trap jaws clamped and held him fast; None marked his fright, none heard his cries. His struggles ceased; he lay at last With wide, uncomprehending eyes, And watched the sky grow dark above And watched the sunset turn to grey, And quaked with anguish while he strove To gnaw the prisoned leg away. Then day came rosy from the east But still those steel jaws kept their hold, And no one watched the prisoned beast But fear and hunger, thirst and cold. Oppressed by pain, his dread grew numb, Fright no more stirred his flagging breath. He longed, in vain, to see him come, The cruel hunter, bringing death. Then through the gloom that night came One Who set the timid spirit free; I know thine anguish, little son – so once men trapped and tortured me.
Posted on: Mon, 15 Sep 2014 12:07:26 +0000
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